Chapter 427: Take advantage of the trend

Chapter 428: Take advantage of the trend

"Sao Du, please respect yourself. I'm not the kind of woman you think." Leng Yan frowned Liu's eyebrows, and gently bit her thin lip.

This sentence angered the girls who accompany the wine, mockingly:

"What, you said we women don't respect ourselves? What are you pretending to be pure."

"When I come out to beg for food, I really think of myself as a sage of ice and jade. I see a lot of green tea like you."

"Some people just like to be noble, but they are actually not for men."

Hearing these foul language, Leng Yan's face became even more ugly. On her pretty face, there was a burst of blue and white, and the two slender and white palms were firmly squeezed, "Du Shao, I'm really not that kind of person, you want to listen to the song. I can sing, but other things, sorry to redeem me, I can’t accompany you."

"Oh, I have a very cold temper, but I like a woman like you. Only when you conquer you can enjoy it." Du Mingli squinted his eyes slightly, revealing a playful gaze.

When he was talking, the purple curtain was pulled apart, and a young man with fine black hair came in calmly, and Da Ma sat on the opposite sofa with a golden sword.

Everyone present was startled by the person who broke in, and the audience was silent.

Leng Yan, Manager Fu, and Du Mingli were taken aback for a moment, all their eyes focused on him.

Zhuo Bufan didn't rush, took a new cup and poured himself a cup of Remy, and took a sip.

"Who are you?" Du Mingli frowned, two cold lights projected in his eyes.

"You threw the cup just now?" Zhuo Bufan raised his head, looking at him faintly.

Leng Yan clearly saw his appearance, ordinary and ordinary, but after looking at him for a few seconds, he felt that there was a special charm in him, especially his eyes, which were brighter and cleaner than the stars, like a Hong The clear lake is also attractive as if it were magical.

Du Mingli was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Interesting, I did throw the cup just now, do you have an opinion?"

"Excuse me, if you are willing to apologize, I forgive you." Zhuo Bufan put down his glass and said seriously.

At this point, the audience was silent, and immediately burst into laughter.

"Does this guy have a problem with his mind and asked Du Shao to apologize to him?"

"It's probably a foreigner, don't you know Du Shao."

"This little brother is so cute. He looks quite upright, but he doesn't feel like an idiot." A companion girl covered her mouth and laughed.

"Boy, do you know who Shao Du is?" A guy dyed with yellow hair stood up, with a gold chain around his neck, and his face was full of jealousy.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head lightly.

Huang Mao looked around and laughed: "You don't even know who Du Shao is, and you dare to make him apologize. I'm telling you Du Shao is the son of President Du of the Ocean Group. Do you understand?"

"What then?" Zhuo Bufan raised him and said lightly.

"This guy is really a fool. The Ocean Group doesn't know what it means? A word can make you unhappy." Huang Mao sneered.

Zhuo Bufan ignored him and looked at Du Mingli and continued: "Apologize, I will spare you."

"Who do you think you are?" Du Mingli's face flushed. The first-line young man in Dianzhou, who is not always respectful to him, or even flattering, who would dare to talk to him in such a big tone.

Du Mingli was sitting on the sofa, his eyes shot two cold rays of light, "Call me, let this guy take a bit of hardship, and then I know who Du Mingli is."

A word fell, and the two bodyguards who followed directly pounced on Zhuo Bufan. Zhuo Bufan waved his hand. Two invisible wind palms slapped on the faces of the two bodyguards, and the two bodyguards turned directly and flew out in an instant. , Hit the ground, howling in pain.

"This……"

Everyone was surprised instantly, and Du Mingli's expression also changed instantly, "Martial artist?"

"Oh, do you still know what a warrior is?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, and immediately slapped in the air, Du Mingli flew out, half of his face almost directly slapped, and the corners of his mouth bleed and lay on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Du Mingli knelt on the ground, kowtow without falling, not at all domineering as he was just now.

The other friends stared in their pockets in shock and forgot to speak.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him and said lightly: "Get out of here."

When he first arrived in Dianzhou, Zhuo Bufan came to get medicine. Although he was not afraid of him, he didn't want to cause any trouble. In fact, he came here for other reasons.

A few friends hurriedly helped Du Mingli up and left the bar in a piss. Manager Fu was terrified. When he saw Zhuo Bufan slap in the air, he shot Du Mingli and the two bodyguards flying out. Such a horrible guy could not provoke him. Up.

"This sir, I, I..." Manager Fu tremblingly stood by the side.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, "Give me another bottle of wine and she will stay."

Walking outside the bar, Huang Mao asked, "Shao Du, who is that guy? That slap just now..."

Du Mingli's eyes flashed a cruel look, "This is a martial artist, **** it, none of us are his opponents."

"Shao Du, it's better to call someone." A man said.

Du Mingli shook his head and cursed: "Can ordinary people beat him?"

"Then what should we do? We will eat this loss?" Huang Mao said unwillingly.

"It seems that we can only find Ke Shao." Du Mingli said with slightly narrowed eyes.

In the bar, Leng Yan stood aside and stood by for a few minutes. The young man was only drinking for himself and didn't say a word to her. Finally she couldn't help it and moved her delicate lips, "Thank you." "

"Thank me?" Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly, "I just think you are a bit like my wife, both very cold."

"Your wife." Leng Yan frowned when he heard what he said, and muttered in his heart, ‘If a wife comes to the bar to hunt for girls, scumbag’.

Zhuo Bufan owes too much to Ye Ziqin. Although the two are reconciled now, in his heart, the two have long been different from each other. Moreover, he pursues the way of God with all his heart, and his sons and daughters will only be heroic and short of breath in the end.

"Sing a song to me." Zhuo Bufan said.

"You left me just to listen to the song?" Leng Yan was a little surprised.

"Otherwise?" Zhuo Bufan smiled lightly.

Leng Yan did not speak, walked onto the stage, talked to Manager Fu, and prepared the microphone and accompaniment. Everyone in the bar turned their eyes to her. What happened just now did not cause much attention, but it did not. People pay attention to the teenager behind the purple curtain.

Leng Yan closes his eyes, his voice is highly recognizable, ethereal and traditional, and his vocal range is very fine. The faintly melancholic voice is accompanied by the sad melody of the song, which makes the mood ups and downs.

At the end of a song, everyone still stayed in the artistic conception of the song. Some even wept. Leng Yan opened his eyes and took a look, but he was surprised. The eyes were empty. The young man had already left.